There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Chapter 380 The Strange Small Courtyard

"So that's the case, but Wenqu Xingjun took great pains." Hanshu was also quite helpless. He was afraid that something would happen to the Heavenly Palace when he sent Wenquxingjun to the mortal world, so he wanted him to hide in the mortal world. Couldn't escape.

It seemed that when he was in the human world, he seemed to be busier than when he was in the Heavenly Palace. They were so busy last night that they were already preparing to leave, but the emperor actually left him behind.

"Hmph, this is the only good person in your Tiangong." However, what Hanshu didn't expect was that Hengshu actually recognized Wenqu Xingjun, and after a cold snort, he actually said such a sentence.

Hanshu glanced at him unexpectedly, then shook his head helplessly.

Later, Heng Shu didn't continue to speak, but took them across the bustling streets in Tokyo to a remote place.

Probably because it was still early, there were not many passers-by on the street, and as they walked in, the houses on both sides became lower and lower and dilapidated.

Later, not only did the roofs lose their bricks and tiles, they all became straw roofs, and some houses even had no roofs, and half of the walls collapsed.

As he walked, Hanshu said with emotion: "I never thought that there would be such a defeat at the feet of the emperor."

However, Heng Shu snorted coldly and said, "The more glamorous the place, the more filthy it is. It's not surprising."

Hanshu knew that what he said was the truth, so he didn't gnaw, and the three of them walked in again. The houses on both sides were completely dilapidated, and beggars who were still sleeping began to appear in the corners and other places.

These beggars were all older, naked, and some were in better condition, with straw lit on their bodies, and some even lay directly on the cold floor.

Hanshu couldn't bear to see it, but at this moment, Hengshu said: "These are all driven out because of old age and frailty, and the people inside are the ones we are going to see today."

Only then did Hanshu realize that Hengshu brought them here on purpose today, so he turned his eyes away from those old beggars.

And as expected, as they continued to walk deeper into the dilapidated house, the beggar lying on the side of the road became younger and younger, and the things under his body became thicker and thicker. Later, no one could be seen outside. If the walls of any house were incomplete, Han Shu could see those people lying in the house with thick straw burning under them, and some even lit a fire in the house.

Finally, Heng Shu led them to the door of a house that was not too broken, and then stopped.

He knocked on the door of the house, and after a while, an old voice came from inside: "Here we come."

Then came the shuffling of footsteps.

The person who opened the door walked very slowly, Heng Shu's bad temper was not in a hurry, he just stood at the door and waited quietly, after waiting for a long time, the door was opened from the inside, a hunched white-haired old man stretched out Come out: "Who?"

His eyes seemed to be troubled, Heng Shu leaned closer to him, and said, "Me!"

"Who?" The old man didn't hear it at all, he still squinted his eyes and looked forward vigorously.

Hengshu leaned forward again, almost shouting: "I! Hengshu! Looking for your master!"

"Hey!" The old man heard clearly now, and stretched out his wrinkled hands tremblingly to his ears, rubbed them, and complained: "Speak as you speak, why are you so loud?"

Heng Shu rolled his eyes.

The old man took a step back and said, "Come in."

With that said, he opened the far door.

Hengshu stepped in first, and Hanshu who followed behind was about to take a step, but the old man suddenly said: "Hey, who are these two people?"

When he opened the door just now, he seemed to be unable to see or hear, and he had to get close to Heng Shu and speak loudly to hear it, but his eyes and ears seemed to be working again, and even his movements became a little quicker.

Heng Shu and the owner of this yard are old friends, but after so many years, he still can't tell whether the old man is really deaf or fake deaf, but he always relies on him every time he enters the door.

Hearing what he said, he could only reply patiently: "This is my friend, I have something to do with your master."

Then the old man returned to his original position, helped Hanshu and the others to hold the door, bent over, and tremblingly said: "You know the master doesn't like outsiders, so don't make any noise after entering for a while, the master is afraid of noise."

Hanshu knew that this person might be some kind of important person, otherwise he wouldn't get Heng Shu's attention, so he nodded and said, "Okay, we got it, old man."

The old man seemed quite satisfied with Hanshu, and after nodding his head to let them in, he looked up at Ji He when he entered the door.

Ji He passed away with a calm expression.

The old man didn't say anything, and after everyone went in, he closed the gate of the yard.

However, the moment the door was closed, Hanshu suddenly looked back.

He didn't feel anything just now, but the moment he closed the door, he felt cut off from the whole outside world. The moment he turned his head, he saw Ji He raised his head in surprise, obviously also aware of this change.

It seems that the owner of the house isolated the yard from the outside. At first, Hanshu thought that some powerful person lived in this place, but unexpectedly he was also a cultivator.

Moreover, his fusion of the main body now can make him feel completely isolated, and the other party should be quite powerful.

However, this is only a superficial feeling. Hanshu is quite different from before, so he is not worried about his own safety. After the simple surprise, the expression on his face gradually calms down.

And Ji He also gave him a positive look, telling him that even if they were isolated in the barrier, he could deal with them.

In this way, Hanshu felt more at ease.

However, Heng Shu in front seemed to have not noticed the abnormality—or, he was already used to it—and continued to move forward.

The yard is not big, but within a few breaths, the three of them had already arrived at the door of the house.

The old man who opened the door for them just now did not follow, but went to the side.

Only then did Hengshu turn his head and explain to the two of them: "This is a friend I met before, maybe not as good as you, but don't show contempt for him for a while, he doesn't like others looking at him like that , if you don’t want to talk to him, don’t open your mouth.”

"Okay." Han Shu thought that Heng Shu probably had something to ask the other party, so he nodded.

"Oh, that's right." Hengshu remembered another thing, and said, "He is also invited by the national teacher."

Hanshu was a little surprised, and he didn't know how many strange and capable people Wenqu Xingjun had met in the past few years.